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Blackie, a wonderful, easy-going, all-white female longhair husky/yellow lab mix has been with us for an outstanding 13.5 years. She's been a real princess. Never one lick of trouble. Up until the past week, I could count on one hand the number of times she's thrown up in all those years.
One and a half weeks ago she stopped eating and was lethargic. Vet did a CBC and it came back anemia, with an elevated white blood cell count. After one week of Cipro and iron/Bcomplex supplements she was not better, and started vomiting. The vet kept her yesterday and did ultrasound last evening.
Not good.
Sometime later today due to a malignant liver tumor and multiple malignant splenic tumors of which some are necrotic, we will send her on her way.
You know it's inevitable, but you're never ready for it when it does come.
Noah
Might as well face it, you're addicted to guns . . .
I am really sorry to hear this. You know you did the right thing, but it doesn't make it much easier. Loyal pets become so much part of one's family. Prayers up for you and yours as you start to heal.
Noah, you have my condolences. Losing a loved member of the family is never easy. I miss my dogs more than most of the people who have crossed my path in life. I know you've seen the Rainbow Bridge, but I always think to that and console myself with the thought I will see my friend again. She was a beautiful dog (love the "snow nose") and a great family friend. Be comforted in the knowledge that you loved her, and she knew that and loved you back with all of her being. You will see her again, as our God of love keeps close those whom we cherish and love in return. Prayers up for Blackie.
"From birth 'til death...we travel between the eternities." -- Print Ritter in Broken Trail
I'm sorry Noah, you can see from the photo what a beautiful personality she has. In the long run it's sometimes easier to think of all the ways you've made each others lives better.
Prayers sent for you and your family,and also for your devoted loyal family member Blackie(because that is what she is)may she go very easy drifting off to sleep knowing how much you guys love her.
I went through very much the same thing with my good old Golda Girl. You and your family have my deepest sympathies.
Maybe it will be some comfort to know that one day you will be reuinted at Rainbow Bridge
Doc
Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Sorry to learn of this. That beautiful animal reminds me of a Marema, a livestock guardian breed originating in Italy. My neighbor owns four of them and your Blackie appears to be the spittin' image of his. Our best thoughts in your time of grief.
"If a man does away with his traditional way of living and throws away his good customs, he had better first make certain that he has something of value to replace them." - Basuto proverb.
Sad news Noah. This is the hard part of being a dog owner. I just lost our Lance but he was only just shy of 10 years which made it hard.... at least Blackie had a full life... my condolences to you and your family.
Really sorry to hear that. Cindy and I had our Vet come to our house to put two of our dogs down when their time came (a year apart). They (Scruffy and Angie) had been together since they were puppies. You are in my prayers and so is Blackie.
I'm sending prayers on your behalf. God bless Blackie and all who loved her and all whom she loved. I'm sure she has deeply touched many lives in her time on earth. The God I worship loves Blackie (and my Gypsy, Sam, and Janie) more than we ever could. May He bring you comfort from the privilege of having known her.
Sincerely,
bogie
Sadly, "Political Correctness" is the most powerful religion in America, and it has ruined our society.
Noah,
My condolences, Blackie was part of your loving family and you gave her a great life, I'm sure she was well aware of your love, right to the end.
May Blackie rest in peace.
Whatever you do always give 100%........... unless you are donating blood.
I know how you feel my friend. I put down my husky this summer myself. She was also 13 years old. Hardest thing I have ever done. Prayers and thoughts for you and yours.
Happiness is a comfortable stump on a sunny south facing mountain.
I know how you feel my friend. I put down my husky this summer myself. She was also 13 years old. Hardest thing I have ever done. Prayers and thoughts for you and yours.
Happiness is a comfortable stump on a sunny south facing mountain.
Sorry to hear that, Noah. Pets, especially dogs, become such an integral part of the family nucleus that when they part they leave a big hole. My condolences.
I wish to thank the community here for the outpouring of prayer, sympathy, and concern regarding our loss.
The vet technician and I were with Blackie through the whole process. The tech told me that they recognized that Blackie was "shutting herself down" because of no interest in even the most tempting of foods. The tech said that the ultrasound showed the speen tumors to be necrotic and leaking, and that was the source of her high WBC, and her vomiting on Monday AM. The tech also said (telling me parenthetically that she should not be saying it) that the staff was relieved that we elected not to have surgery to remove the spleen because the liver tumor would have spread somewhere else anyway. Quality of life post-op would have been miserable, and the dog would suffer through all that just for our selfish need to keep her alive a little longer.
I told the tech that surgery was never considered Monday night after the vet called us with the news, because the dog was doing what is instinctive in animals when they know their time is up. I realized that last week when Blackie wouldn't eat ham lunchmeat. Having Blackie euthanized was honoring her instinctive wish to die.
Yesterday spending some time with Blackie before we sent her on, I could tell she knew what was up and also that she was ready. She's been ready for a week, maybe more. I reminded her what a great dog she was, and that we would always remember her and cherish her time with us. We were a better family for having her join us. When I said, "It's time," Blackie simply laid down, one forepaw curled back under the foreleg as always. The tech told me the euthanizing agent was the essentially same as the sedative given for procedures, just a fatal dose. From the start of injection in maybe 5 seconds and Blackie just laid her head down. 15 more seconds and the tech took off the stethoscope. The actual process was incredibly quick and painless. The path leading up to the process was the incredibly rough part.
Blackie was a great dog, never met a stranger, never gave us one bit of trouble. She would go with anyone, and even stay overnight or longer and always acted with them as if at home. If she needed outside in the middle of the night, she'd come up beside the bed and give a low "wooooo" howl to softly wake you up. And I can count on one hand the number of "accidents" in the house in 13.5 years. Tell her to "stay" and she'd be there hours if you let her. Tell her "Car" and she'd stand by the hatch. Tell her "Porch" and she'd be on the porch, or at the door.
The tech said Blackie was the picture of good behavior while there. She hung out and watched the goings-on in the animal hospital and cooperated with them completely. The tech said we were truly blessed to have such a dog.
We have tons of photos and thousands of tons of great memories which are helping us heal, along with your prayers, thoughts, and concern.
Thank you!
Noah
Might as well face it, you're addicted to guns . . .
Gotta admit I'm a little teary eyed reading this and thinking about my "TESSIE". Noah condolences are not enough for what you are feeling right now but it's all we have to offer, but what strikes me right now is that we are forfunate enough to have all found a place to gather(here at leverguns) where people actually care that somebody lost a dog. in the world I live in it isn't always that way and i am so pleased to have found a group of men and women who are as considerate and understanding and like minded. thank you all.
Noah again sorry for your loss. We have moved on and gotten another Lab not the same as Tessie but unique and wonderful in his own way. Tom
a Pennsylvanian who has been accused of clinging to my religion and my guns......Good assessment skills.
Man, I'm a mess after reading this. We have four dogs, and I have just found three soft lumps on the left flank of my 8-year-old Brittany, Doctor Watson.
Noah, Ben Franklin supposedly said beer was proof God loves us. I disagree. It is dogs.
Bless you and your family.
THIS BREAKS MY HEART EVERYTIME ONE OF US POSTS THIS. I BAWL LIKE A BABY FOR SUCH A HEART BREAKING LOSS. I LOST MY DOG CHECKER, NAMED AFTER THE CHEKA, IN '95 AFTER HAVING HIM FOR ELEVEN YEARS. HE 'S BEEN GONE NOW LONGER THAN I HAD HIM AND I CAN STILL WEEP OVER HIS LOSS. WE HAVE TWO DOGS NOW, DREYFUS AND PISTOL, AND THEY ARE WHAT LETS ME KEEP WHATEVER OF MY SANITY IS LEFT.
Terry Murbach wrote:THIS BREAKS MY HEART EVERYTIME ONE OF US POSTS THIS. I BAWL LIKE A BABY FOR SUCH A HEART BREAKING LOSS. I LOST MY DOG CHECKER, NAMED AFTER THE CHEKA, IN '95 AFTER HAVING HIM FOR ELEVEN YEARS. HE 'S BEEN GONE NOW LONGER THAN I HAD HIM AND I CAN STILL WEEP OVER HIS LOSS. WE HAVE TWO DOGS NOW, DREYFUS AND PISTOL, AND THEY ARE WHAT LETS ME KEEP WHATEVER OF MY SANITY IS LEFT.
Don't feel like the Lone Stranger Terry!
I'm sitting here with my nose running and tears running into my beard, same as I was last night when I posted Rainbow Bridge.
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